User blog comment:Brigadier Barty/A Rewrite of Redwall: Loamhedge/@comment-3474228-20150411011357/@comment-3474228-20150416055448

Bragoon scoffs. "Gurvel? That fat 'ol beast? 'E prob'ly died eatin' too many o' those pies 'e wuz allus goin' on about. Wot'd 'e call 'em? Deeper'n'ever turnips'ntaters an' summat." The otter takes the lead and travels down the bank of the River Moss, heading towards a bend in the river where a hidden cove lies behind a large thicket of bushes. As he quietly approaches, he gives Saro a quick nod before dropping to the ground outside the dwelling and howling out in pain. "Oooh owooo me pore ol' riverdog bones can't 'andle the 'eat 'o th'day! Could somebeast...anybeast, spare a pore ol' critter sum water'n'vittles, owoooh!!"